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Amelia

By Aubrey Hirsch

Amelia hates it when people call her Amy. Amy is her mother’s name, she tells them, and her grandmother’s name.…

Good Enough

By Shasta Grant

I heard my daughter was working at Laundry & Tan Connection and hoped it wasn’t true but when I went…

Tiger Free Days

By DeMisty Bellinger

The telephone poles looked like crucifixes. I had the time to contemplate them, and that was how silent it was.…

Lights

By Stuart Dybek

In summer, waiting for night, we’d pose against the afterglow on corners, watching traffic cruise through the neighborhood. Sometimes, a…

Dendrochronology

By Tara Laskowski

It was 10th grade, the year of Hurricane Isaac, which mowed down the mighty oak in the teacher’s parking lot,…

office building at night

Office at Night

By Pamela Painter

They don’t seem to be working, though up to a few minutes ago, she was filing papers. A man (whom…

Metalhead’s Pledge

By W. Todd Kaneko

From the rear wall, Metalhead looks at the back of a girl’s head in History class. She is the only…

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